They say you can't go home again, but I have found that indeed you can. During my virus, the doctor has put me on steroids in big doses. I have had them before and they are an amazing thing. They take over your body, and all the pain goes away. Pain from any and everything. You see, I have almost constant pain from something most of the time. I need knee surgery, my rotator cuff has a complete tear through it, I have a curved spine, but I won't bore you with all that. I am very blessed to be up and around, there are so many much worse than me!! But I have a vacation from pain now. You don't really sleep on steroids, and I have been up for over two days now, wired with a ton of energy and not going to bed. I don't mind not sleeping if I'm in no pain, I can get lots done that I wouldn't be able to otherwise. I have the metabolism of a mouse now, running around, eating all the time, not sleeping. Once in a while, if you've been sick and the doctor prescribes them, they are a wonderful escape from reality. But they are extremly dangerous to take all the time, and in the end can destroy your body in many aspects. And when I come off them, I will crash hard and turn into a very old lady indeed. Phil and I have never gone on a vacation in over 40 years of marriage, but I've gone far, far away now. No, we can't go back home, but I've gone back to the actual person I used to be at twenty five years old. You'll hear back from the real me in about ten days, not a bad old lady, just a bit slower, with a grimace on her face now and then, but with a fresher memory of what it was like to be young and vibrant. It's nice to have a vacation in the fall.
"Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:30,31